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Chicken Feet

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By A. StewartPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Chicken Feet

We talked about chicken feet.

In you car, flying above limits we collided opinions.

"At least they use the whole chicken." You said.

I can't help but agree and wonder if this philosophy permeates at all because sometimes I want you to use the whole of me.

But you call at 10pm instead

And worship my shell;

my Ass.

Instead of me.

I would erect shrines in your honour.

That's how deep in this I am.

But I keep finding hairs on your sheets which means I'm crazy and you're lying and it hurts.

I want to remain whole in love.

Use my feet.

use me whole.

Not just my Ass for padding your hips.

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About the Creator

A. Stewart

I am a YA author living on the West-Coast of Canada.

Find my book reviews at: wonderbreadreads

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